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Vachel Lindsay
Vachel Lindsay (1879–1931) was an American poet known for his unique style, blending poetry with performance and song. He gained recognition for works like "The Congo" and "General William Booth Enters into Heaven," which showcased his rhythmic, chant-like verse. Lindsay was a key figure in the "New Poetry" movement of the early 20th century, emphasizing oral recitation and public performance. His poetry often explored themes of social justice, religion, and the American experience, with a focus on the power of spoken word.
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The Chinese Nightingale Second Section America Watching the War, August, 1914, to April, 1917 Where Is the Real Non-resistant? Here's to the Mice! When Bryan Speaks To Jane Addams at the Hague I. Speak Now for Peace II. Tolstoi Is Plowing Yet The Tale of the Tiger Tree The Merciful Hand Third Section America at War with Germany, Beginning April, 1917 Our...
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I [Bass drum beaten loudly.] Booth led boldly with his big bass drum— (Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?) The Saints smiled gravely and they said: "He's come." (Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?) Walking lepers followed, rank on rank, Lurching bravoes from the ditches dank, Drabs from the alleyways and drug fiends pale— Minds still...
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The Congo A Study of the Negro Race I. Their Basic Savagery Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room,Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, A deep rolling bass. Sagged and reeled and pounded on the table,Pounded on the table,Beat an empty barrel with the handle of a broom,Hard as they were able,Boom, boom, BOOM,With a silk umbrella and the handle of a broom,Boomlay, boomlay, boomlay, BOOM.THEN I had...
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